The Dentist

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When u get to the root of the matter,
When u understand the dental scam,
The rage that builds from this extortion,
From this rolls Royce affair,
Turning teeth into diamonds,
Care into dollar signs,
Plexiglass between the pain,
Payment plans and annoying friendly loan shark calls,
When u realize there were no native dentists,
And that grain is mostly to blame,
Cleaning has so very little to do with acidity,
And alkalinity save your tusks,
From the poaching dentist,
And his gold sparkling eyes,
Forgetting his humanity,
For posh social status,
Where the untouchables shine his shoes,
And his teeth shine gold

  • Author: Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2017 23:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: Dentist are not our friends
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 7
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